John Holt Sister Big Stuff
Sister big stuff, who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff, you're never gonna get my love
Not because yo wear all those fancy clothes
Drive around a big fine car oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford to give you my love
You think you're higher than every star above
Chorus
Sister big stuff, Tell me ,who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff, Oh Yer, you're never gonna get my
love
Now I know all about the boys I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts and eat them up bit by
bit
You made them cry,
Many poor boys cry
When they trying to keep you happy,
They just trying ta keep you satisfied
Chorus
Sister big stuff, (tell me tell me)who do you think you
are?
Sister big stuff, you're never gonna get my love
I'd rather give my love
To a plain Jayne that has a love that is true
Than to be get hurt by you
Cause when I give my love,
I want love in return
Now I know this is a lesson
Sister Bigstuff you haven't learned
Sister Bigstuff, oh yeah, who do you think you are?
Sister Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Sister Bigstuff, you're never gonna break my heart
Sister Bigstuff, you're never gonna make me cry x3
